Night
Night,
appearing with frosty silence
becomes engulfed
in the valley of dreams,
soundless,
images,
a continuous film
of whirling silence,
mixed
with past and future.
The night
has its own tunes
of hidden and restless
desires.
Copyright © Gert W. Knop | Year Posted 2009
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